#33 - Chapter 33 Lin Chen’s painting skills are so high?

Lin Chen touched Lin Xiaoxi's forehead; it was burning hot. Lin Xiaoxi had a cold that led to coughing and a fever.

There were fever patches at home, so he quickly grabbed one and put it on Lin Xiaoxi, but this sticky thing was uncomfortable, and Lin Xiaoxi immediately tore it off.

"Xiaoxi, be good, you have a fever."

"This is to cool you down; wear it for a little while."

Lin Chen put it back on Lin Xiaoxi.

"Daddy, am I going to die?"

Lin Xiaoxi looked at Lin Chen pitifully.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"It's normal for children to catch a cold and have a fever. In the future, Daddy will take you to exercise more, and you'll get sick less often."

Lin Chen comforted Lin Xiaoxi.

Taking her temperature, wiping her body, taking antipyretic medicine, time passed minute by minute, Lin Chen carefully watched over Lin Xiaoxi.

He had obtained ancient medical skills, but they were only barely activated! He hadn't gained much knowledge of ancient medical techniques.

He couldn't use ancient medical skills to treat Lin Xiaoxi at this moment.

Ancient medical skills are traditional Chinese medicine, and antipyretic medicine is Western medicine, but Lin Chen doesn't reject either Chinese or Western medicine. For him, good medical skill is whatever makes the patient comfortable.

The fever went down, and Lin Xiaoxi fell asleep again in a daze.

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

It's normal for children to get sick, but when Lin Xiaoxi really got sick, he still felt very heartbroken.

Her coughs were very distressing to him.

"I have to pay attention to her diet tomorrow."

"In addition, I have to prepare a cold-dispelling medicinal bath for Xiaoxi."

Lin Chen thought to himself.

Some foods can worsen the condition, while others are good for recovery. He had just obtained a lot of information in this regard.

He also knew a little about prescribing medicine for treatment now.

It's just that his medical skills haven't improved much yet, and Lin Chen didn't dare to give Lin Xiaoxi the medicine he could take himself.

Lin Xiaoxi's condition wasn't particularly serious. With dietary supplements and a medicinal bath, Lin Chen felt that she should recover.

"Cough, cough!"

Lin Xiaoxi coughed every now and then.

Lin Chen didn't go back to sleep. He was in good physical condition, and it wouldn't be a problem even if he didn't sleep for three to five days.

Unconsciously, it dawned.

Lin Xiaoxi had a fever twice more, and he helped Lin Xiaoxi cool down by wiping her body in time. The cold didn't worsen.

Lin Chen placed an order for some things.

The things were delivered before Lin Xiaoxi woke up.

Some of these things were for Lin Xiaoxi's dietary supplements.

Some were for Lin Xiaoxi to take a medicinal bath.

While Lin Xiaoxi hadn't woken up, Lin Chen hurried to deal with it.

"Huh?"

Five minutes passed, and a lot of information poured into his mind. His medical skills were improving at an extremely fast speed.

Half an hour later, Lin Chen prepared everything.

"Daddy."

Lin Xiaoxi walked out of the bedroom.

She still looked a little dazed.

"Xiaoxi, Daddy's here, what's wrong?"

Lin Chen picked up Lin Xiaoxi and asked.

Lin Xiaoxi said softly, "Daddy, I don't seem to have much strength, and I feel a little sticky."

Lin Chen wiped sweat for Lin Xiaoxi, but later she fell asleep, and naturally it was inconvenient to wipe some parts of her body.

"Xiaoxi, you have a cold."

"But a cold is just a minor illness, so don't worry. Believe in Daddy, Daddy will cure you soon."

Lin Chen kissed Lin Xiaoxi and smiled.

After Lin Xiaoxi brushed her teeth, Lin Chen added water to the tub, added the scalding medicinal liquid, and after soaking for ten minutes, Lin Xiaoxi's mental state improved visibly.

During the process of giving Lin Xiaoxi a bath for treatment, Lin Chen's medical skills improved a lot.

His improvement time had already reached an hour.

A mere hour, for others, they couldn't even read a few pages of medical books, and the improvement was absolutely minimal.

But for Lin Chen, the improvement was huge.

His level had surpassed many traditional Chinese medicine doctors.

"Daddy, let's go out and play!"

After eating breakfast, Lin Xiaoxi smiled happily.

Usually after eating breakfast, Lin Chen would take Lin Xiaoxi downstairs to play.

The morning is cooler.

Lin Chen shook his head and said, "Not today. Xiaoxi, you're sick, we have to rest well at home. If you get a breeze outside, it will worsen your cough."

"Daddy will teach you how to draw."

With Lin Xiaoxi's condition today, oral language learning also had to be stopped. It would be better to talk less and be quiet.

"Okay, okay."

"I like drawing the most."

Lin Xiaoxi clapped her little hands happily.

……

"Ding Dong!"

Xu Mengyao arrived at a villa area.

This villa area was not very far from the Ziyuan community. It would take about twenty minutes to drive here.

"Chairman Xu, please come in, please come in."

A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties opened the door enthusiastically.

He was the painter Xu Mengyao mentioned, named Zhao Yanming. He had real talent and was nationally known.

"Chairman Xu, where is your child?"

"Didn't you say you would bring your child over for a trial lesson today?"

Zhao Yanming said with some doubt.

Xu Mengyao said apologetically, "Teacher Zhao, I'm really sorry, Xiaoxi didn't come today. Knowing that I was looking for a teacher for Xiaoxi, someone said he could help."

"He also painted a picture for me."

Zhao Yanming looked at the painting tube Xu Mengyao brought: "Chairman Xu, although your child is young, enlightenment is also very important."

"Do you want me to help you appraise it and see the other party's ability?"

Xu Mengyao nodded: "Sorry for the trouble."

"It's okay, no trouble."

Zhao Yanming took the painting tube, poured out the painting, and unfolded it on the workbench.

"Huh?"

Xu Mengyao was stunned.

Zhao Yanming was even more stunned.

Xu Mengyao didn't understand, but as an ordinary person, she thought the Eight骏图 painted by Lin Chen was very good.

"Lin Chen actually has such painting skills."

Xu Mengyao thought to herself.

She hadn't seen this painting yet. She put the painting tube in the car last night and drove over directly this morning.

Time passed minute by minute.

Zhao Yanming approached and carefully observed and appreciated it.

"Amazing."

"This person's level is too high."

"Xu Beihong alive may not be better than the other party."

Zhao Yanming was shocked.

"Teacher Zhao, how is it?"

More than ten minutes passed, and Xu Mengyao couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Yanming came back to his senses.

"Chairman Xu, are you kidding me?"

Zhao Yanming shook his head.

Xu Mengyao quickly said, "Teacher Zhao, is this person's level not good? I don't understand this aspect very well."

Zhao Yanming took a deep breath and said, "Chairman Xu, the person who painted this painting can be my teacher. No, I may not be qualified to be his student."

"Ah?"

Xu Mengyao was stunned.

Zhao Yanming said, "Do you know Xu Beihong?"

Xu Mengyao nodded. She had to know this. If she didn't know this, wouldn't her schooling be in vain?

"Xu Beihong is best at painting horses. The horses painted by this person are, in my eyes, not much weaker than Xu Beihong."

"If his best skill is not painting horses, then his level may be even stronger than Xu Beihong."

Zhao Yanming looked at the Eight骏图 and exclaimed.

Xu Mengyao couldn't believe it.

Lin Chen's painting level was so terrifying?

"Teacher Zhao, are you sure?"

Zhao Yanming nodded: "Although my level is far lower than this, my judgment should not be too different."

"Chairman Xu, who is this person?"